Lu Shiju, a native of Liaoyang, is good at iron maces.

After the first fall of Chenyang, he and Ding Wenli led the people who were unwilling to surrender to the Later Jin Dynasty to kill the Later Jin guerrilla Li Shanghao and the Central Army Li Fangyu. They crossed the Chenyang area, which was still occupied by the Later Jin Dynasty at that time, and fled to the General of Zhenjiang, Pidao and Mao Wenlong's tent.

To this day, he has been promoted to the guerrilla general of Zhenjiang with his military achievements and was ordered to station in Yizhou.

The smoke of gunpowder dissipated, and the smell of saltpeter was mixed with blood. No matter how cruel the group of barbarians under the city were as powerful as the power of the long pole in the hands of the Ming army, they were all scared.

Amin saw a heavily armored flagist in front of him. While climbing, he was hit by a lead bullet shot from the top of the city. A blood hole appeared on his body and could only lie on the ground and wait for death.

He retreated quietly to the end, and removed the invasive blue flag tyrants who were originally responsible for siege, and replaced them with the Nikans who were forced to recruit.

Amin rode on the horse, his eyes flashed, and he recalled the entire war in his mind.

If this continues to be consumed, the big gold warriors with their own blue flag will not be enough to fight a few battles.

He had to admit that in just over a month, Yizhou was several times stronger than when it occupied by Dajin. Every Han dog in the city was helping to defend the city.

When Benbeile breaks the city, he will definitely not seal the sword for three days!

It is obvious that a total of 18,000 warriors in the blue flag have been invested. If this is in the wild, it is not uncommon to defeat tens of thousands of Ming troops.

But after half a day of fighting against Yizhou, a group of people died in battle before arriving at the city, and set up a ladder under the city, and another group of people were killed and injured.

Until now, I finally climbed the city wall three times, but I was beaten back by those Minggou who were fearless!

The vast majority of the warriors inlaid with blue flags died on the way to charge without even touching the Ming army's hands.

Even the warriors inlaid blue flags who climbed alive to the top of the city were weaker, and before they could fight against the Ming army guarding the city, they would be stabbed to death and many more were killed.

When it comes to defending the city and hiding, these Ming dogs are really the only one to take responsibility!

If this continues, even if you win a Yizhou, the loss will not be worth it at all.

Until now, the night is getting thicker and the wilderness is vast. Amin looked at the fierce fighting on the top of the city and held the reins tightly.

In the rear, Nurhaci was still urging him, saying that this was the best time to eliminate Mao Wenlong, and he asked him to conquer Yizhou at any cost and block the ties between North Korea and the Dongjiang Army.

But to be honest, Amin had a faint sense of retreat in her heart.

Since the Khan launched an army to establish the Jin Dynasty, he has captured countless cities and lands in Liaodong. All the Ming troops were beaten and urinated. So far, there has been no town that has caused them to suffer such huge casualties.

In Amin's eyes, the injured Lanqi servants were not Nurhaci's big Jin soldiers, but his own private soldiers.

Amin's ambitions were more than any other Baylor.

He wants to make his last attempt before retreating.

"I passed the order from Ben Beile, asking Li Yongfang to bring all Nikan to suppress the attack, Bayala personally guards the formation, and no one dares to escape, kill him!"

After saying that, Amin turned his horse's head and waved to show off.

Not long after, a group of carefully selected blue-flag slave soldiers climbed the small slope, each carrying a strong bow and carrying a quiver, staring at the Ming army who was firing firearms on the top of the city.

After all, although the current Later Jin Dynasty feared the power of firearms, it even more sneered at them, because most Ming munitions faced the iron cavalry of the Great Jin Dynasty, they were just fire sticks.

Under the suppression of Ming munitions, the attacking Nikan soldiers could only be cannon fodder before they actually climbed to the city wall, and they could not cause any damage to the Ming army.

These more than 6,000 archers with skilled archery skills are Amin's last trump card. He will be disconfidant of his riding and shooting skills without Jurchens.

"Swoosh swish swish--"

The Ming army was focusing on the slave soldiers who were climbing like ants under the city. Suddenly, they felt darkened above their heads and had no time to dodge. The rain of arrows came in a flash.

For a time, Ming troops on the city wall were killed and injured.

The casualties were second. The most important thing was that the rain of arrows of slave soldiers on the slope successfully diverted many Ming troops.

Some musketeers began to focus on Jiannu Shooter and shot against him at the top of the city.

In a panic, they shot hot lead bullets one by one, but they didn't know that the range of the bird gun in their hands was not as far as the bow and arrow.

Some Ming army was frightened by the rain of arrows, hid under the clutch with their heads in their arms, and said no more protruding their heads.

The arrows shot down at me in the sky, and I was scared.

Guerrilla General Lu Shiju hid under the clutch with his head in his arms. He listened to the sound of arrows falling from above his head, and was filled with fear.

"What am I doing?"

"I am the leader!"

Suddenly, Lu Shiju realized something, but when he heard the sound of arrows still falling above his head, his scalp was still numb.

Immediately, he swallowed.

"Mom, fight hard!"

With a loud roar, Lu Shiju stood up from the chasm, raised his sword, and kept scolding Amin. After hearing this, the latter couldn't bear the temper and cursed back.

"Let it go again!"

The rain of arrows came immediately.

It has to be said that the arrow rain of the Later Jin soldiers was a shadow in the eyes of the Ming army. Many Ming soldiers gritted their teeth and fought for a while, and found that the sky became darker again, and then they dispersed.

If you run slowly, you will be firmly nailed to the ground by more than a dozen arrows.

The run was running fast, and there was also the unlucky one who was shot through the neck by a lost stray arrow and fell on the path where Min Yong carried bricks and stones to help the battle, which caused panic among the crowd.

"Let me, let Ben Baylor continue!"

Seeing the results were remarkable, Amin laughed wildly and kept roaring. In a moment, the third and fourth rounds of arrow rain followed one after another.

"here we go again!"

"Stop messing around, tiger!"

Just after the last round of arrow rain, a Ming army seized the opportunity and raised the stone and wanted to smash it down. However, before he could throw his hand, another man pressed it tightly under him.

A few breaths of kung fu was enough to cause a heavy rain of arrows that were shadowed in everyone's hearts, and once again tilted wildly on top of their heads and bodies.

The city wall is so big, and some people can hide quickly, but some people can't dodge in order to throw an extra stone or fire an extra lead bullet, and they can't dodge enough and are hit by arrows.

Ming Jun, who was pressed under him, began to feel uneasy as he heard the dull sound on his back and kept asking.

"Brother, brother?"

No matter how loud he asked, it seemed to be covered by the pouring rain of arrows. When the arrow landed, the Ming army turned over and his eyes were red immediately.

"brother!!"

When he saw that, he had already pushed his Ming army away and had already stared at his eyes to death, with at least ten arrows inserted on his back.

"Let go, keep letting go!" Seeing Ming Jun being suppressed by himself, Amin was so happy that he was shooting, but found that Jian Yu heard it, so he turned around and asked for guilt:

"Why did you stop?"

A Goshha was sweating profusely and hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Report to Beile, the bannermen have put their arms in pain for several consecutive times, and their arms are sore and they can't pull the bow."

"A bunch of waste!"

Although I know what the shortcomings of archery are, this does not affect Amin's words of cursing them casually.

"Don't run!" At this time, Lu Shiju, who had not heard the next round of arrow rain for a long time, raised his head and laughed continuously:

"The Jiannu have no strength to shoot arrows, I'll set fire to me, and I'll shoot the ones who just shot the arrows!"

"Abide by the order!"

After being shot for so long, the Ming army was holding their breath. The slave soldiers had no strength to shoot arrows. There was no need for Lu Shiju to say anything, and they all surrounded them.

"Report to the general, the slave soldiers are about to escape!"

Upon hearing this, Lu Shiju lay on the city wall and said angrily: "You are you? You want to leave after you finish shooting? The range of this cannon is far, how far can you run?"

"Let me go——, beat me hard!"

For a moment, the top of Yizhou city sounded, and countless shells flew into the air. The Jurchens' nightmare came.
Chapter completed!